Monday, June 13, 2016

Insomniac Late Night Nonesense...I Mean Musings.

Why is it so difficult to take good advice? Especially when you can only benefit from it...I think.

Recently, I was given a couple of pieces of some really good advice from a good friend of mine whose identity I will keep secret, but I will say he goes by the name Quadzilla because of his ginormous quads (obviously). As I was saying, he gave me some good advice a day or two ago. I'm not going to share what the advice was because I'm not ready to do so. Plus, I don't want to anyway. No, I don't.

Fast-forward a day or two later, and I didn't take the advice. Nevermind that when I accepted the advice, I was in LaLa land having had an adult beverage and my ambien. I'm not sure which Ben is the real one: AmbiBen at night or Ben during the day, so I'm not sure which of me took the advice. I'm guessing the smart me didn't because one of me is smarter than the other - I just don't know which one. I guess depending on which one you ask, I'll say I am.

I think I tend to dwell on things during those late nights battling insomnia. Last night was one of those such nights. I was debating why I didn't just do what he said, and I realized I was probably convincing myself that it wasn't a good idea. I know it's not too late to take it, but, knowing myself, I don't know that I'm smart enough to take it.

I guess there'll be plenty of time to explain why it fell on deaf ears later in the week when we'll be on a 3-4 hour bus ride to Mexico.

Hola and welcome to the (mis) adventures of a (wannabe) ultra runner. Who am I? Running is a part of who I am. I run to get on grip on life, work, people & why they do what they do. Most importantly, I love the feeling of complete physical exhaustion. You could say I’m obsessed with everything running & you might be too (to an extent) if you are here.

During the day, I am a Middle School Special Education Teacher and Coach Cross Country and/or Track. The best part of my day is that I get to run with speedy 7th or 8th graders. Somebody’s gotta supervise from the back of the pack.

I hope you enjoy reading this but if you don’t, that’s ok too. Let me warn you that there will be typos and/or grammatical errors since I’m doing this quickly, randomly and probably in the middle of the night/early morning during my bouts with insomnia.